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The town continued to shock us were moving’ on up to view the us to be a huge volcanic crater,
because it got colder and mistier striking Lake Paradise, or as Sam wide and deep. There on the edge
than Limuru. Twice, by night and describes it, the bowl of green of this deep dry hole Sam faithfully
early in the morning, my husband soup - a crater lake nestled deep wrote the message he was given:
went to the rooftop to pray and within a forest in Mt. Marsabit. We “The Lord is Here”. Which is the
came back COLD! stood where a herd of elephants name of the New Jerusalem
In the morning he told me that it had passed by recently, according (Ezekiel 48:35). It also is the
was so misty he could barely see to our guide. Despite the relative meaning of the name Jehovah
in front of him. lushness of the mountain, the Shammah. The New Jerusalem
I must not have been paying waters of the lake were quite low, being the final reality that God is
attention in class because this all a product of the season - we think. establishing where He comes to
came as a complete surprise to A different herd of buffalo were dwell in the midst of His people
me. Lol. What a delight. hundreds of meters below us and He alone is their Light and their
wading into the very middle of the Temple. And we made the prayers
THE BOWL OF GREEN SOUP lake or grazing along the edges. and declarations to establish His
The next day we attempted to We also ‘happened’ to arrive in will in the land and nation of Kenya
go into Marsabit National Park the season when the butterflies and in the world. Zech 6:8 And He
and travel up Mt. Marsabit in the were emerging from their called to me, and spoke to me,
chariot. God bless that game chrysalis. In a magnificent display, saying, “See, those who go toward
ranger, he managed to restrain these triumphant ones who had the north country have given rest
himself from laughing at us in our completed their transformations to My Spirit in the north country.”
built for the streets low rider. It to enter into maturity were dancing Alleluia!
was when we took his advice and on the wind in glorious celebration We drove back to the hotel with
hired a local of Indian descent, of victory. the wonderful instant shower and
with a 4x4 landcruiser, whose We left shortly after ... the made our preparations to leave
family has lived in Marsabit for negotiated fee had expired, so for Nairobi the following day.
generations, that we understood we could go no further. Down We topped up from our jerry can
why the ranger wouldn’t let us in the mountain and back to the and fuelled in the forbidden land.
using our chariot. That road would well rested chariot we went with Like I said, God’s journey. And
have ripped the bottom off the glad hearts. Thankful for the the next morning, after a relaxed
mighty brave chariot. It is steep, experience. breakfast, we made our way back
it had rained and it had eroded. to a different land, over the goring
When our guide and driver got REST IN THE NORTH shark’s teeth, to Nairobi, where
out to engage his diff lock and We hopped back in the silver the faithful chariot died as we
got back on to use his little gear chariot and drove a short distance approached KBC (the charging
we realized we had finally hit the along the route Moyale to system had failed). After giving
big time! The road is as narrow complete our mission. It boggles her battery a chance to revive and
as some of those in Aberdare the mind how quickly the terrain managing to move only a few meters
mountains and just as overgrown. is transformed from lush and before it died again, a recovery guy
Thickets conceal both leopards green to dry and barren along this found us, left us (price was not right)
and Samburu herders and their stretch. Literally as you leave the and then came back for us (it was a
cattle. Shy Lesser Kudu peek out town, you’re in a different world. long weekend after all) and we were
from time to time wondering who I don’t know how God does it. towed home safely having used up
came to disrupt their peace. A helpful Administrative police the last coins we had in our budget
and so grateful to God for bringing us
After the first hill our eyes were officer recommended that we go all the way.
drawn to Sokorte Diko watering to the Gof along the way. Which
hole and plain below us where turned out to be what seemed to
Marsabit Lodge stands. A herd of
egret-adorned buffalo were grazing Lake Paradise viewing point atop
nearby watchfully assessing these mount Marsabit.
newcomers to see whether they
would need to engage their hard
heads or not. Based on the number
of skulls lying around, I am pretty
hopeful we would have survived
any onslaught. Maybe?
Anyhow we didn’t stick around
long enough to find out. We